Friday, August 17, 2018

Clit Burn

I have used my Hitachi so much the last few days, usually while having sex but also on my own (I'm allowed to masturbate once if he's not home) that I have burned myself.   So today Master said I had to give it a break on the vibrator, but I can masturbate other ways if I like.  Now I'm having a tough time deciding if I want to, or if I just want to wait!!!  

Thursday, August 16, 2018

My Mom and The Speaker Phone

This is a bad combination when Master is around.

I was talking to her in the car after we'd dropped off the kids.  Master was driving.  I had the speaker phone on, I don't know why.  This was probably a mistake.  

Mom says to me "You and him be sure to enjoy your time without the kids.  That is precious". 

I blandly said "We will", but at the same time Master from the other side is saying "Oh, I don't know, I think I'm too old and tired for all that" with a wink in his voice.   

Earlier that morning he'd been telling me how he was planning to beat and then ass-rape me now that there was no one to hear me scream.

Then my mom is saying to me how I should entice him with a look, you know, the one you can't do when the kids are around.   

By the look on my Master's face I can see that he's thinking of something to say that will truly kill me off from embarrassment this time.  

I rush to say goodbye and hang up before he gets to make any remark.  
Or maybe he hesitated out of self preservation.

I mean, we are talking to a woman who has more than once said if he ever hurt me she wouldn't hesitate to sew him up in the sheets and beat him to death with a 2 x 4.  

We spent the rest of the trip home getting each other all hot and bothered in various ways.   Master had blue balls for the first time in very many years and he wanted me to pay for that.  He fucked me and then beat me, but the ass raping threat was put off until a future date.  

Kink of the Week: Face Slapping

There is an art to face slapping.  Too soft and it can be anti-climactic and meh.  Too hard and you can do real damage- dislocate jaws, detach retina, joggle the brain too much.   

I like a slap on my face that stings.  One that I wish I had clenched my jaws for but it took me by surprise so that I didn't prepare.

I have a fantasy of being humiliated in public by a casual slap across the face when I said something out of line.   I doubt my Master would ever do this in public as it's not really wise.  But maybe in a kinky gathering or party.  I have hope.   The humiliation of that is the main thing to me, more than the sensation physically.

There was one time he slapped me that wasn't connected with sex, just as a rebuke when I said something, and that hit me in an entirely different way, really powerfully.  I play with it in my mind regularly, and that was years ago.  

When we have sex or play, Master slaps in the face frequently.  It makes me really aroused and can even be a trigger to orgasm.  It makes me feel like I'm his thing, his dirty whore.  I like that. 

Wednesday, August 15, 2018

Already A Good Night

Master called me on his way home from work and told me to be naked except for my collar and kneeling by the door when he got home.   I was, and it was good.  He had me serve his dinner like usual except I was stark naked.  Now we are sharing a beer.   

We Are Back!

Two of us anyway.  We left the kids with the grandparents for a couple weeks, so we have the house to ourselves (yeehaw!).

In 10 days we covered 16 different states/districts:  Wisconsin, Illinois, Indiana, Ohio, Pennsylvania, New Jersey, New York, Connecticut, Massachusetts, Washington DC., Maryland, Virginia, North Carolina, Kentucky, Tennessee and Missouri.  We drove in Boston and New York (and lived!).  We visited the USS Constitution, Bunker Hill, some aquariums and nature areas, Gettysburg for several very hot hours, and also a friend that I've known for a long time on Fet, but never met in person until now.  That was really wonderful!  She's the best.

We visited colleges:  Kent State, Carnegie Mellon, Yale, Chapel Hill in North Carolina. 

Master had many shower blowjobs until we got to North Carolina and our friend booked us a hotel with two rooms.  There still wasn't a good way to do beatings (too loud), but bed sex again was awesome.  

On the way home I teased Master and he teased me until we were both worked into quite a state.  He fucked me right away, then a bit later he beat me with the canes and paddles and belts.

It's good to be home.  

Saturday, August 4, 2018


We are going on vacation for a while, so see you when we get back!  Many adventures to be had, hopefully good ones mostly.

Tuesday, July 31, 2018

TMI Tuesday

1. One thing that you will never do again?  

Be 25.  

2. Who knows you the best?  

My Master.

3. Do you think a relationship should be 50/50 all the time? 

No.  One saying I like is "Fair is where they have the cotton candy and pony rides".   It can't be totally unbalanced to the point where one person never gets their needs met, but I think aiming for a constant 50/50 is not realistic.

4. When was your most recent act of kindness? Was it appreciated?  

An online friend asked me to join a suicide support group to give supportive messages to people who are reaching out for help. I did it, but I can't say it has been the easiest thing I've ever done.  Yes, she appreciated the help with the group.

5. Are you a good friend? Why or why not?  

All I can say is I try.  I have a lot of anxiety over whether I have annoyed or irked people and they just aren't telling me. 

6. What is something that you tried really hard to like but just couldn’t? 

Doing 69.  Just not fun.  

 Bonus: How was your month of July? Did you do anything fun, interesting, new?

Yes, yes, yes!  So many new and fun things.  There was the strap-on and dildo fun, and there was the shooting and fishing weekend.

Monday, July 30, 2018

WWW and Birthday Spanking

The Wild Women Weekend was really only a few hours, but that doesn't have the same alliteration to it.   I had a great time, and loved seeing my friend whom I rarely get to see at all.  We had some gun safety lessons and practiced shooting positions, and then there was a hunting dog demo that some of us got to participate in.  I was throwing the dummy duck.   That was the best part for me, as I love watching dogs at work, and this girl sure enjoyed her retrieving.

After that we practiced casting with fishing equipment, learned to tie knots that would hold a hook on fishing line, baited up our hooks (the worst part was touching the worms) and then set out to catch some fish.  We only spent about half an hour at that but two people caught fish anyway.  I had my binoculars and spent quite a bit of time bird/fish/turtle watching. 

Then the lovely volunteers made us a delicious lunch of grilled fish (not the ones we caught- they had fresh perch, bluegill and salmon- where we only could catch carp and bullheads in the swamp). There were a lot of sides and also a pot of venison.   Oh, and to get our appetites ready there was a fish head smashing and cleaning demo first.   I know that is where a lot of people decided they were more into the civilized woman thing rather than the wild woman thing!  But for me it was the worm squishing.   I've been fishing before, and we never used worms- either rubber lures or bits of hot dog work just fine for me.  

This is where we were. 

Absolutely perfect weather and natural surroundings, amazing wildflower gardens. 

Sunday was my birthday, and the only thing I really wanted (besides cake, of course) was a birthday spanking.   Master and I hadn't played or had sex all week, so I was really hopeful that I'd get it that night.  And I did.  He started out with the cane, and some really hard strokes to get me ouching.  Then he switched to the leather straps for a bit more warm up.   When he went back to the cane he started playing the ladder game.   He went all the way up to 47, my new age.  You know the ladder game, right?   I explained it on my birthday last year, HERE.  And then back down again.  My butt was sure red and sore after all that.  

He fucked me and used the vibrator on me.  Since my old one broke I haven't really had orgasms this week, but now the new one I ordered is here, so that was wonderful.

In the morning I woke up with his hand between my legs and I started rubbing against it.  He started rubbing back and soon he climbed on top of me and took me again.   This time I rode on top too, and had an absolutely massive orgasm, probably the best one in weeks.  

Saturday, July 28, 2018

Wild Women Weekend

Today I'm meeting a friend at a Wildlife Wild Women Weekend.  And it has nothing to do with kinky sex!  Instead, we are going to hunt or fish or something, I'm not exactly sure since I read the flyer and signed up so long ago I've forgotten what it said.    I just know it involves women and mosquitoes and I need to remember to take my binoculars and bugspray. 

 Something like this:

 Is probably not going to happen.

Tuesday, July 24, 2018


Master and I were out walking and playing Pokemon Go today and he said he got a Pichu with hat and sunglasses from his latest egg hatch.

I was nearly swooning over the cuteness of little Pichu (I didn't have one yet) and told him it was because "God loves you".

He said "Yep, I have been good and pure and kind up to now, and that is why she showers me with sluts." Off the topic of Pokemon and back to sex, then.

TMI Tuesday

1. What do you need to learn but won’t admit to?

I don't understand the question. Why would I not admit to needing to learn, if I knew what it was that I needed to learn?

  2. If you could erase one event from your life, which one would you choose?
 Briefly describe the event, tell us why you would erase it. 

I would erase being assaulted as a child.  No need to describe it.  The reason is because it was horrible.

 3. Who drains your energy, and why do you let it happen?  

Occasionally my youngest goes on a talking streak and does not stop.  I don't stop him because I'm his mom.  But he can make my ears tired. 

4. Do your practice ‘self-love’ or ‘self-loathing’? 

Oh, a little of each. Gotta keep balance :).

5. What must you do daily to keep yourself ‘sane’?  

Masturbate, of course.

Bonus:  Who do you blame?

Republicans.  And anyone who didn't vote, or voted for a third party as well.  But mostly Republicans.

Monday, July 23, 2018

What A Great Weekend!

We had a wonderful time visiting our friends Saturday night.  We had many long and interesting conversations about everything, this and that.  There was delicious food to eat and then a long night of play.  I can't remember the last time I spent 4 hours having sex/doing sex related kinky activities.    At least two of us were good and sore the next day!   

Oh, and I used a strap on penis for the first time, on the giving end!  It was fun.  She is so hot and amazing, so beautiful.  T., her Master/Owner/husband/soulmate is a lucky man.  
Actually, we are all very lucky people to be having such fun sharing.  

Saturday, July 21, 2018

To Do List

My list for this morning:

-make breakfast
-wash dishes
-computer work
-sweep and dust
-mop bathroom

So, I got this far by 8:30 and then I couldn't decide what to do next.

The next set of things I put down on a list and used a die roll to put them in order 1-4:

weed garden
play Pokemon
herd sheep

The dice told me:

1.  herd sheep
2.  walk
3.  Pokemon
4.  garden

I got done with the sheep herding and it was starting to get hot so I decided to move gardening up on my list, and since I already had the muck boots on. 

Now it's 10:00am and I'm tired and debating just skipping the walk and the Pokemon for this morning.  

I still need to get a shower and get all dressed and made up to go out.  


I hate it when Master is disappointed in me. 

Thursday I had a massively busy day, and this is no excuse, but I forgot to consider dinner until it was too late to go to the store.  We went directly out for some Pokemon raids, meeting in town on his way home, and then after that I had to tell him I needed to go to the store for food. By the time we got home and I cooked it, just some hamburgers which are quick, it was almost 8:00.   He was disappointed that I hadn't planned ahead to have something at home to make, and he told me I must do better.  

Friday I tried to make up for it with potatoes. Potatoes say "I'm sorry", right?  Not just potatoes, of course, there was also curried spicy hamburger with onions and radishes, a salad, and for dessert raspberry pie with ice cream.  

Friday, July 20, 2018

FFF 25. Yes, 25 Weeks of Attempting Fitness

Weight=  exactly the same
Walking= yes
Plans for weekend= eating

We are going to visit some friends on Saturday and so I'm making pie to bring and a pie to leave.  We went berry picking the other day, and got 2 buckets of raspberries.  I am really hoping for a weekend of nothing but good food and kinky fun times.   

Tuesday, July 17, 2018

Morning Hotness

I had just showered this morning when Master came upstairs "to nap" and found me getting dressed.  He told me to put on some underwear that I didn't really care about so I picked these red ones that were starting to unravel a bit. 

As I stood in the center of the room, he pressed a knife to my cheek.  He trailed it down my chest and began slowly making cuts in the panties.  Not just one cut, but a series of tears until they were still hanging from me, but in shreds.  He poked the knife against my cunt lips.

He told me then to get my collar on and go and lie on the bed with my legs spread.  He made me beg him to fuck me with the knife.  He was fucking me with his cock at the time, and I begged for the knife.  He pulled out and touched it to my labia, running it all around so I could feel the sharpness.  Then with a violent motion he plunged hard into me and for a second my visceral, unthinking reaction was "Knife!" but the lack of pain made me realize two seconds later it was his fingers.  I came as ordered. 

He tore the soaked panties even more, using them like a resistance harness to fuck me and pull me to him, then he took them all the way off and stuffed them in my mouth.   He beat me with the wooden holey paddle as I lay on my stomach, and as he was fucking me. 

This is the kind of morning I like.  :)

TMI Tuesday: Finger Spews

1. If each of your index fingers could spew a liquid for the rest of your life, what liquid(s) would it be.

We're assuming magic fingers here, so we don't have to worry about physics or any of that tricky stuff.  I think my index finger would be liquid gold, for spending loot.  The other would be coffee, for convenience.  I hope that I can shut off the tap, otherwise this is going to be very messy.

2. If you could talk to everyone in the world for 5 minutes, all at once, what would you say?

Nothing.  That would be worse than public speaking.

3. Would you rather not be able to eat for a week OR not be able to _____ for a month?

I'd rather not be able to trip over logs for a month.  That's an easy one!

4. What exhilarates you?

My Master, when he wants to play with me.

5. What is the best perk of your job? What is the best perk you have ever had at any job?

Being at home, being outside on nice days. 
Not having to go to work..  

Best perk on any job:  good healthcare plan.   That was when I worked as a lab technician.

Bonus:  Just how naughty are you?

So naughty.  I once got caught giving head in the back seat of a car.  My mom was driving.

Monday, July 16, 2018

KOTW: phone sex

Him: How are things going?

Me:  Oh, you know, pretty good, but I miss you a lot.

Him:  What do you miss?

Me:  I miss you touching me.

Him: Touching you where?

Me:  My breasts... my... you know.

Him: Say it.

Me:  My cunt.

Him: Touch it now, you little slut.

Me: Yes, Master.

Him: Stick two fingers in.  Are they in?

Me:  Yes, Master.

Him:  I want you to come for me.  When I say three.  You keep touching yourself.

Me: Yes, Master. (breathless)

Him: One.


Three- Come!


Him: Tell me what you want to do for me.

Of course we don't usually need or have the ability to have phone sex, but this is exactly the sort we have when we do.  I think the last time was when he was on the trip to Las Vegas in January.  We used to do it a lot more when we lived apart.  I wouldn't say it is my
favorite sex, but it is better than nothing!  


Friday, July 13, 2018

FFF- week something?

I know I haven't been posting the last few weeks on the fitness topic, but I'm still walking regularly and occasionally trying to be on a diet (not super successfully). My weight seems to be holding steady.

Thursday, July 12, 2018

Cheeky Slave

Last night Master kept playfully telling me to repeat back to him the things he said. 

 Things like, "Say indefatigable 10 times fast without messing up, and then I will fuck you.  If you can't, then you are out of luck."  

He doesn't mean it though.  He's terrible about that because it's an empty threat.  I know he's going to fuck me anyway.  

I couldn't even say it once without getting tongue twisted. 

He was teasing me about being nice to me, and said "What would I be if I blew on your tummy?"

I said "You would be mean".

He looked all innocent and teased, "Maybe if you beg to give me a blow job I won't blow on your tummy."

So naturally I begged to give him a blowjob.

He smiled wickedly, "Ok, you can, right after I blow on your tummy".  And he did.

I fake-pouted and teased back "I don't feel like it anymore". 

He gave me the raised eyebrow of doom and I lowered my head to his crotch, but he pushed me away at the last second.  

"Maybe later", he said.  He told me to roll over so he could spank my cheeks like the bongos. 

Wednesday, July 11, 2018


Yesterday was Master's and my 25th wedding anniversary.  We used to think that any relationship would be boring by the time we'd been together so long, or got so old.  It's definitely not boring, though!

He worked overnight the Monday night, so I arranged a little surprise for him on the pillow for when he went to bed in the morning.  It was just a little chocolate and a card, nothing fancy.  

Slightly unexpectedly, when he went upstairs he told me to come with him.  He shared the chocolate with me by putting a piece of it on his dick and telling me I better get it before it fell off. I really enjoy chocolate flavored blow jobs, as it turns out.    

There was a spanking with the holey paddle (ow!) and some sex before he went to sleep.  My butt is still a little tender today, as a good reminder.

In the afternoon we went out playing Pokemon, and then he took me shopping.  I love that.  I feel all pampered and girly :).  I got a new purse. 

We went out to dinner that night and just generally had a very fine day. 

I love my Master!  I'm hoping for another 25.

Monday, July 9, 2018

TMI Tuesday: Here's Looking At You!

1. What is the most marvelous thing you have ever seen?

My newborn babies for the first time.
2. Are you a starter or a finisher?

I'd like to say the latter, but I might be fooling myself.  I generally finish most things...
3. When did your heart last ‘skip a beat’? Why?

Probably last night when my Master suddenly grabbed me and kissed me.  I don't know if it actually skipped a beat or not, but I think it makes a  good story.

4. What does your perfect day look like?

Waking up in Paris after a night at the dungeon, having sex, strolling down to a cafe for coffee and a bakery for eclairs, then some museum-strolling, followed by a picnic and then retreating to our hotel for a quickie before dinner.  After dinner, who knows? Maybe a heavy humiliation scene where I have to crawl around and lick things.
5. What would you call your autobiography?

Tales of a Happy Slave

Bonus:  How does it feel to be photographed?

Usually it doesn't feel like anything for regular unkinky, fully clothed photos.  If I'm getting nude photos done, or doing kinky things, it feels salacious.

Sunday Morning Fun

Sunday morning I got up early, made breakfast, weeded in the garden for a while and then asked Master if I should go for a walk or if there was anything else he would like to do with me
 (hint, hint!).

He said he wanted to fuck me.  (Yay!)  We went upstairs and he put me on my hands and knees naked on the floor.  He began by smacking with the wooden back scratcher and then switched to my very heavy belt.  I was afraid of being struck between the legs but I simply waited and didn't move, hoping it wouldn't land there.  I could feel myself getting wet. Master brought out the floggers and beat them down on my back and ass.  This felt like heaven compared to the belt.  I do need the pain though, in addition to the heaven. He pulled me up to my knees and had me suck his cock while he continued to flog me from above.  

When he pushed me down to hands and knees again he completed the action pressing my neck to the floor.  He got behind me and fucked me, which was wonderful.  He called me his dirty little slut, his cocksucking whore.

Then he moved us to the bed and he took off my wrist strap and bound both my hands together with it.  It's a bracelet that transforms into handcuffs simply.  I wear it all the time.  He pressed down on my chest and fucked me hard.   I told him about the fantasies I'd been having about when we go over to Travis and WM's house next time.  They are pretty naughty! 

When he finished we were both exhausted, happy and spent. 

Sunday, July 8, 2018

Mixing Kink and Vanilla

Last night we went to a party which was definitely a vanilla occasion.   A lot of our oldest friends were there, people Master and I met back in college.  A lot of them are gaming friends.  The interesting part to me is that we found out after we got involved in the kink community that several of our old friends are also.  So, there are people that we run into both places.  We don't bring up the dungeon or "What I saw you do last month" there, because that is a major social no-no.  However, there are significant looks because it is frequently on our minds in an unspoken way.  I know it's not just me. 

We had a fun time at the party, although I got into playing one game that was above my paygrade, so to speak.  My brain just doesn't work that way.  I couldn't figure it out to save my life.  I mean, the rules were simple enough, but actually doing the game was way too difficult.  You had to hold all these moves in your head at the same time while you make a plan and do it relatively quickly to out maneuver the other players. I would get to about 6 and then not remember where I was going or what I'd already done.  It seemed like the other people just looked at the board and knew what to do; although there were frequent mistakes at least they had some kind of idea.

Wednesday, July 4, 2018

That's An Order

We were out playing Pokemon yesterday, and my Master has a more combative style than I do.  He likes the competition best.  Well, I do too, but I sometimes try to be "nice".

We had just pulled up at a gym that was about to have a raid.  You get an extra advantage in the raid if your team owns the gym when it starts and while the raid is going the team that owns it cannot be kicked out.  This gym was owned by the red team and Master and I are blue.   He started fighting the gym, and I looked at who was in the gym and how long they had held it (just one person, less than 5 minutes), and I said "I don't want to kick her out. I know her. I like her."  

Master just said "Help me battle. That's an order".   

So I shelved my objections and joined in.

How to be a Pokemon-slave, step one.  

Tuesday, July 3, 2018

TMI Tuesday

1. Picture the child you once were, what did that child do very well?

I was good with animals, good at imitating with my body- such as acting like an animal or following along the steps of an instructor in something physical like Taekwondo.  I was good with my hands.  Also, good at being invisible if I wanted.

2. What are you really good at now?

I'm good with animals still, and pretty much all the rest too. I haven't changed those things.

3. Did you ever expect love in return and not get it?

No, I haven't.

4. Who do you need to get in touch with because it has been so long?

I need to get in touch with my friend who I'm going to see at the end of July.   Just to warn her that we'll be in the same place because I don't think she knows!  I signed up for a "Wild woman" weekend rather impulsively, because it was free and we're going to learn to tie fishing flies and shoot guns or something.  Not things I normally do, but what the heck.  

5. What are your thoughts on this: “Every woman deserves her special day. I get that. But does it really have to cost so much fucking money? I mean, c’mon. If you’re serious about building a future with a guy, why bankrupt him?”

Maybe I'm too traditional, but don't the bride's parents pay for the special day?  Mine did.  I didn't bankrupt them, because they told me how much they were going to spend and it was my job to fit within that budget, including the honeymoon.  Master and I had no money at all really back then, being college students.   I don't think a huge wedding is a great idea, especially if you have to struggle to afford it or go into debt, and I recently read some study data that there is a trend towards the larger the wedding, the shorter the marriage. Overcompensating, maybe?

Bonus: What is your number one priority?

My Master and my kids.  And myself.  I get to have 4 priorities, I think.

Monday, July 2, 2018

Kinky Camping

We did not get to go to Twisted Tryst again this year, because both of the dates conflict with our schedule, however we found a different kinky camping event to attend which was smaller, cheaper and much closer to our house, so it was basically win/win except we miss seeing some of our friends who go to Tryst.

You know how my attitude was on Thursday (previous blog) and then Friday was about a million degrees outside (ok, 97).   Master was feeling really on the fence about even going because hot camping vs. sitting home in the AC wasn't looking really attractive.  But we went anyway, and eventually got there even though there were some navigation problems (understatement).  

We got there just as it was starting to cool off, but still in plenty of time to set up our tent before dark.  Also, there was a little swimming hole, which quite pleasant for taking a dip.

The best news came that evening: Mystique, who had not been planning to go, messaged me and said she was coming up in the morning. 

The mosquitoes came out bad at dusk, so Master and I retreated to our tent, where he caned me and then fucked me.    I started bleeding a little bit from the cane, but that was fine.  A bigger problem was that I had a medium level headache and I had to pee so I didn't get to orgasm at all.  I should have got up to go use a bush and take my medicine beforehand, but it seemed like it was too late once we'd started. 

I have a battery powered fan, so that made the tent quite comfortable for sleeping (I did eventually go pee and get my ibuprofen so I was able to sleep).

In the morning I woke early, had some coffee from my thermos and chatted with the one other early riser in the camp.  When Master got up we showered together (one of the many benefits of a kink friendly campground) and went out to breakfast.  We found a cute little diner style place that was actually inside a hotel, with good food.  Their syrup and the strawberry/rhubarb jam was locally homemade/collected.  

We got back to camp in time for the planning of the unconference, at which each person who wants to presents something in which they have an interest and knowledge.  My Master did his flogging talk and demo.   Mystique arrived during this fun and signed up to teach both a fire play safety class and later on do some fire play demos.  I got to be the lucky bunny for that later one, and we did FLAMING COOTER OF DEATH/FUN once again.  I may be able to share some of the pictures that were taken of that.

In the afternoon it was hot, but not as bad as we had expected.  It wasn't too hot to fuck loudly in our tent in front of everyone, windows wide open. 

It was an amazing weekend, and I was so glad we went kinky camping this time.   

Thursday, June 28, 2018

I can't be the only one

Who feels like life is just a series of one dang thing going wrong after another?

First it was the lawnmower.  It won't start.  So I have to call someone to come get it and fix it, but who knows when they will actually do that.  "We are really backed up".  Not encouraging.  They are the only place in town that will come pick up a lawnmower and it's way too big to fit in my van.  Meanwhile, the lawn gets taller and more jungle-like.

Then my computer broke.  So, that's at the repair shop too, and I'm using Master's computer when he's not around.  Then our son's computer broke.  That was well beyond repair so I bought him a new one yesterday.  Then Master's car got a mysterious cracked windshield as it was just sitting there at work in the parking lot.

We are supposed to go camping this weekend and I have done nothing to get ready for it.  Now one of the kids is sick so I don't even know if camping will happen.   I guess I have to pack anyway though. 

Tuesday, June 26, 2018

Master's Fantasy

My Master has a fantasy he likes to tell me.  It goes like this:

He's worked half a day on Saturday, and the kids are gone, maybe at their friends' houses or at the grandparents'.  I'm sitting at home waiting, hoping for sexy fun times with him, but it's getting late and he's still not home.  I'm starting to wonder, hours after I thought he'd be home, when he pulls in the drive. 

He immediately puts me on my knees and takes out his cock.  I can smell cunt immediately and I know where it's been but not whose.  I envy her.

He smells like another woman all over, in fact.  He pulls my head down on his cock and I also taste the condom that has been removed and possibly (yes? no?) I taste or smell ass there two. He has had her in all three of her holes.  As he's telling me this story, his fantasy, I'm lying face down on the bed, he's pinning me down, fucking me hard, really hard, reaching that one spot deep inside that is sooooo delicious.  I feel all these pinpricks of emotion, a little jealousy, mixed with envy, mixed with humiliation, and that drives my arousal even higher.  

As he slams against my ass inside my cunt I feel the soreness that he beat into it moments before using his machete, his belt and his leather tawse.  It feels heavenly.  It feels hellish. It feels just right to be wrapped up in a painful fantasy with him.  As he talks I feel like I am there, but my mind adds in other details too, adding on some of my favorite fantasy tidbits.

He begins again.

The week after that he is late again, but this time when he comes home he tells me all about it as I suck his cock.  He tells me how pretty she is, how young, how large and perfect her tits are.  My mind is screaming now, painfully, silently "Not. Like. You." which he doesn't say, but my own brain is supplying that detail for me.  I'm reminding myself again that I'm his slave with no rights, and abject, here to suffer if he wishes, and it it so fucking intense.  

In the next version of the fantasy I'm there too, there are three of us in fact, and he's having me stick butt plugs in them.  I wear one too, and the other women are fingering my cunt, feeling how tight the plugs make it.  I nearly come for real when he says this. 

Master then gets me to be on top of him, gives me the vibrator and I rocket my way through several intense orgasms.  I'm about to have one more, so I beg him "Please, god, please, Master, please, please..."
and tells me to wait for him, so I do.  Three seconds later he's coming and telling me "Come" and I explode.  

We collapse in a breathless, sweaty heap.  

Woah, good fantasy he has!

TMI Tuesday

1. Is your sex life more fantasy or reality?

I would say about half and half.  I really only write about the reality parts, but I spend rather a lot of time fantasizing. It pretty much constantly intrudes on my other thoughts.  Especially today when my cunt is simply thrumming at me.  Ok, especially every day.

2. If you could hook-up with a past lover (with no repercussions or regret), who would it be and why? (No need to use real names just briefly describe the person and their relationship to you.)

She is a beautiful lady that I love very dearly and I still see as friends, but we don't "hook up" any more.  I would love to do that again as I'm still very attracted to her and she's an excellent sadist.

3. You can only indulge in one of the following sex acts for the rest of your life, which would you choose to enjoy?
a. oral sex, only giving
b. 69
c. oral sex, only receiving
d. mutual masturbation

No doubt it would be giving oral sex.  My Master loves it and I love pleasing him.  I can't give it up.

4. With each lover do you pay attention to what they want or do you have a repertoire that you stick to when having sex?

I start with my learned repertoire but I consciously stay alert for cues that they may want something else.

5. Do you initiate sex for healthful benefits, e.g., to sleep better or relieve pain?

No, not really.  I basically only initiate out of desperation, or because I already think my Master wants sex.  

Bonus: Do you understand the clitoris?

Better yet, does the clitoris understand ME?

TMI Tuesdays

Friday, June 22, 2018

Tuesday Slutday

Tuesday was a delightful day.  We had a lunch date which I thought was going to be just lunch, but then it turned into caned and being a well used slut.  My favorite kind of day.

It began when I walked into the bedroom and was told to strip.  I took off my dress, shoes, panties and bra and knelt on the little stool at the end of the bed.  My Master came in then and lay down on the bed in front of me, holding my wrists. 

Dr. Peter warmed up my ass with the leather paddle, then began caning me in earnest.   We could hear house painters just outside talking, and they both kept telling me that if we could hear them, then surely they could hear me, so I better be very very quiet.  When I was tempted to scream or moan loudly I bit down on the pillow, or my upper arm, whatever I could reach.

I successfully maintained the quiet (I think) until I was being fucked with a cosh and ordered to orgasm, then my Master was urging me to be louder and louder and my own head was at war with itself.  Maybe the house painters had gone away by then?

My Master got up and took up a place behind me.  He took out the whangee cane and zinged it across the backs of my thighs so hard it made even Dr. Peter gasp out loud.   They took turns caning me for a while longer, and then Master began punching me in the ass, hard, leaving the kind of deep bruises that made sitting uncomfortable even three days later.   He lowered his pants and took me, while Dr. Peter was lying in front of me on the bed holding me.  I was holding him too, and it was quite exciting and wonderful.  I was getting fucked hard when Master pulled me upright from my hands and knees position and pulled my hands behind my back.  Dr. Peter fondled and pulled on my nipples while Master continued to fuck away.  Then he was finished and left the room rather suddenly.  

Dr. Peter asked me if I needed a break and I shook my head.  Master heard the question from the other room and called out in addition "She doesn't need a break, just use her hard."  


He ordered me on to my knees then and I began enjoying giving him pleasure with my mouth.   

And tea.  Tea afterward is good.

Fit For Friday (FFF) 21

6/15  30 minute walk

6/16 about 3-4 hours of walking interspersed with rests

6/17 maybe 20 minutes of walking.   So HOT! 

6/18 15 minute walk and then another 15 minutes later. 

6/19  nothing much for walking.  Some pasta.  Lots of sex.

6/20  40 minute walk.  Eating somewhat better. 

6/21  1 hours walk.  Resisted pastries.  Sigh.  I hate diets.

Tuesday, June 19, 2018

TMI Tuesday

1. What was your biggest worry five years ago, do you still have that same worry or feel the same about it at this minute?

My biggest worry 5 years ago? I can't even remember my biggest worry of two weeks ago.  It was probably something about my kids.

2. Do you have a positive or negative body image? What factors contribute to your self body image?
a. advertisements
b. media and social media
c. comments from others
d. introspection and analysis of self

I have some of both, mixed feelings.  I get more positive response in person, from people actually in my life, but a lot of negative from media and shows and advertisements.  
3. How confident are you as a person?
a. no confidence at all
b. confident around friends and family
c. confident at work, and in my job
d. very confident in my surroundings–work, social settings, with strangers

Not very. 

4. How creative a person are you? Why?
a. not creative
b. average creativity
c. creative in some situations
d. very creative


5. Do you resent things being uncertain and unpredictable? Why?
a. agree
b. undecided or Don’t Know
c. disagree

a. Agree.   I hate up in the air.  I like to have a plan, even if the plan changes later. 

Bonus: What do you wish you had invented?

A cheap and comfortable bra.   Because then I'd have one.

Sunday, June 17, 2018

Stormy Night

It was a dark and stormy night, and all the slaves (well, one slave, anyway) were gathered around the bedside.  
Master said "Slave, suck my cock" and so the slave, she began.  

After his cock, a ball gag was stuffed into my mouth, and my hands were tied to the bed railing over my head.   He nudged my legs apart with his knee and entered me.  It was hard going at first, but soon I began to get wet enough.  He decided I needed more spanking, and he rolled me over and beat my ass with the cane.  He turned me back over and began to lick and finger my cunt.  I still was on the verge of being too dry so that his fingers were hurting.  He added some lube and proceeded to fuck me and make me orgasm.  Afterward we curled up under the covers and listened to the continuing thunder. 

That was Friday night.

Saturday morning we again enjoyed a bed-romp.   This time he had me wear a butt plug and he told me long and detailed fantasies of all the horrible things he was planning to do to me.  

Then it was Pokemon Community Day, which was fun but tiring.  We spent about 5 hours doing raids and catching the special Pokemon, walking around outside in the heat for most of it.  The special Pokemon we were hunting was shiny Larvitar, which was one out of maybe a hundred or two hundred Larvitars caught.  
At one point we were resting in a building to get out of the heat, and my Master gave me his phone so he could run to the restroom. My phone gps cut out, so I stepped outside to get it back connecting, and then I was standing there catching Larvitars on both phones when I ran into some friends and went to talk to them a bit farther from the door. Master came out and gave me the raised eyebrow for wandering off without him. I showed him his phone, where I had just clicked a Larvitar which was shiny for him to catch, and he forgave me :).

We came home to have a kid birthday party, with sleepover.  And pizza and cheesecake.  

Haha, diet, what diet?


Friday, June 15, 2018

Earliest Inclinations

There was a time before I knew what I wanted to be, before I knew I wanted to be a slave, before I knew I was a masochist or a submissive.  

If I think back, things I didn't realize consciously for many years  may have had some roots in my mind even as far back as 5th grade.  I would have been 11.  Our classroom had a bookshelf with all sorts of novels, and every day after lunch there was a read aloud where the teacher, Mr. Duncan (one of the best teachers ever) read to us as we sat around the floor on pillows.  After he read a chapter we got the rest of the hour of quiet reading time.  Try doing that today in the action packed classrooms- ha!  Back then it was unusual but not impossible.  We could pick any book we wanted and read quietly, and it was the best thing ever.  I was an avid reader (still am).   

After I went through all the horse and dog books he had (not many) I found a book that I was always sort of embarrassed to enjoy.  It was called "Slave Boy" and it was about a Roman slave boy who goes through hardships and finally escapes.  I was fascinated by it, mostly by the hardships.  Not so much by the escaping part.    There was no sex in it, of course, since it was meant for 5th graders, but it was fascinating for other reasons that I couldn't name.   Now I can, though, because it was about power and servitude, about subjugation and slavery.  I think that topic has interested me for a very long time.   There were other books I read repeatedly about the same sort of thing, but that was the first one.

FFF 20

6/8  some gardening?  The bugs were out and drove me back to the house before I was really done.  Biting gnats, mosquitoes, ugh!

6/9 at least an hour of walking

6/10  half hour of walking

6/11  half hour walk, then another half hour walk later while my car was getting fixed.

6/12   40 minute walk, or thereabouts

6/13   30 minute walk, then a 25 minute walk later, all doing Pokemon Go.

6/14   30 minutes of gardening, 20 minute walk

Trying to eat somewhat healthy, mostly, but not writing anything down.   

I did not weigh myself last week, but I gained 1 pound since two weeks ago. 

Thursday, June 14, 2018

I don't want to be

I don't want to be your role model, inspiration, or anything else. And yet people tell me that all the time. I don't know why.

 I have experienced this more out in the in-person kink community than online, that people tell me and my Master that we are one of those things to them. And never in the non-kink world. 

 I don't know why. 

 None of my vanilla friends says that we are awe-inspiring just because we have been together a long time. Most of them have been too, if they are our age. None of our relatives say we are a role model or amazing just because we are together and happy. Many of the older relatives have been married 50 years or more. They aren't inspiring anyone or role models for life either. They are just living their lives as best they can. 

People say they would like to know the secret. Sometimes they say it is communication and being open about feelings. My parents literally disprove this as my dad doesn't even recognize he has feelings much less share them with anyone. They have been married over 50 years. My mom said it took her 20 years to realize that he didn't like it when she said good bye with a "Drive safe" or "Be careful", because he never told her it bothered him. He'd rather she said "Have a good time", or something that didn't cast doubt on his ability to keep out of danger. He wasn't even in touch with his feelings enough to be able to say why it bothered him. She figured it out without his input, and then he simply said "Yeah."

 You know those old Swedish-American men from Prairie Home Companion, the radio show? That's my dad. Yes, I have inherited a little bit of that, which I have been trying to work my way out of for the past 7 years. 

The secret to stay married or staying together? Don't get divorced or break up.

Kink of The Week: When Roleplay Goes Wrong

Normally, we have fun with role play.  It's like a game, pure play.  It is often silly and hot at the same time, like Evil Pirate and the Captured Wench, that sort of thing.

Last night, because of reasons I will explain, it went all wrong.

Master was trying to find some important paperwork, and was getting upset that it didn't seem to be anywhere.  We both looked and looked, and I couldn't remember ever having seen the thing he was looking for.  Eventually he searched the trash and there it was.  I must have thrown it away but I don't remember doing that at all.  I had written on the envelope, and I remembered doing that.  But I didn't remember tossing it out.   It was just one of those silly mistakes that sometimes happens, I guess.  But he seemed really irate over it.  Anyway, he told me he forgave me and I said I was sorry.  He said he was going to beat my ass anyway, but not as punishment, just for fun, because he wanted to fuck.  Beating is often part of fucking.  So I was excited, but also nervous.

I was kneeling naked in the bedroom when he came up, as I do.  He walked around behind me without saying anything and picked up something from the cane stand.  He began talking very sternly to me about not making his life harder and I realized he hadn't forgiven me at all, when he said he had.  Why? Why? I felt horrible and began to cry before he'd even given me three strokes with the cane.  He stopped and made me sit up and look at him.   He didn't want me to cry? I was so confused.  He put me over his lap and spanked me hard with the machete.  I apologized again.  He said I was forgiven, but I just wasn't sure what to think.  I was just massively confused about the whole thing.  He fucked me and physically I was eager, but mentally and emotionally, I was still wallowing in doubts and pain.  I felt cut off from my body.  I also felt bad for feeling bad.   

Later he told me that he'd just been role playing a punishment scene.   I didn't understand.   I have never liked role playing a punishment scene anyway.  It should be for fun, or for real punishment, anything in between is just... hard to deal with mentally, hard to categorize. Confusing. 


Tuesday, June 12, 2018

Wrong Answer? Nah, Right Answer!

About 5 minutes from when Master had to leave for work he took me by the back of the neck and guided me upstairs.

He locked the bedroom door. 

I went and flopped down on the bed and he fondled me a little bit.  Then he stood up and said he had to go.  He could see me giving significant but furtive looks at his pants. 

He admonished "If you suck it I'm going to stick it in you and then I'll be late for work." 

I answered quickly "Ok".  This was the wrong answer, I immediately thought to myself.

But Master encouraged me to get on my knees and unzip his pants.  He was hard.  I sucked.  Then he pushed me forward to my hands and knees and kicked my feet apart.  He took me and came quickly. 

Monday, June 11, 2018

TMI Tuesday. Summer time is ice cream time.

1. If you were an ice-cream flavor, what would you be and why?

I would be mint chocolate chip because my Master likes that flavor.  I have all these little minty bits in me, not smooth or plain.

2. What are the best sexy skills you bring to a sexual relationship?

Being nearly always ready for anything.  Plus, blowjobs.

3. What is the single largest problem causing you angst in your romantic relationship (current or most recent relationship)?

Right now? I just want Master to be happy.  Sometimes his work makes him unhappy. 

4. What is the best part about being in a relationship with you?


5. What is the biggest misconception that people have about you?

That I'm nice, sweet or innocent.  I merely like to play at that, really I'm slutty, dirty and can hold a grudge forever.  I don't have many grudges, though, you have to do something really bad to me to get on my bad side. 

Bonus:  When you look at old photos of yourself, do you like what you see?

Yeah, I realize that I was actually pretty cute.

Sunday, June 10, 2018

Strange Weekend

Master's family has gone home now, and we had a very nice visit.  They like to play games, like we do, so we taught them some of the kids' favorites like Codenames and Bears Vs. Babies.  They were more into the former.

The other weekend plan we had was attending a conference on kink in Madison because Travis was going to be teaching there and he didn't really know that many people very well.    His wife/slave is out of town.  He didn't really want to be all on his own or just with his hosts.    So I said we'd be there.  But then Master's family had organized this family reunion/ surprise 50th wedding anniversary for his aunt and uncle and people were coming from all over the country, from Spokane, WA to Florida, to the same town as the kink conference on the same weekend.  So Master said, heck ya, we can do both family reunion and kinky event on the same weekend.  We couldn't do the classes during the day, but we could go out at night after dinner.  So after a lot of socializing with family we headed out to "meet some friends", leaving the kids with the rest of the relatives in the hotel.  

Master had me strip naked as soon as we arrived and we sat around chatting with Travis and some other people for a long time that way, with me almost the only naked one.   

I hadn't been properly beaten since Tuesday (Tuesday!!), I know it's not that long, but why does it seem so long ago?    I still even have a scar from Tuesday's whipping on my back that I can feel.  But, I was still very eager to do more.  I knew Master really wanted to fuck me in the dungeon because there would be no chance of that back at the hotel.   

When we were done chatting Master put me in the cage for a little while.  Whoever decided to put the cage next to a book shelf was really thoughtful.  #CagedAndBrowsingTitles

He came back later, ordered me out of the cage.  Once I was standing he took me by the back of the neck and propelled me across the room to where our gear bag was.  I could feel myself already slipping into a happy state.  Tied me to the cross and gave me a wonderful sensual flogging, then he brought out the big gun, the tire tread paddle, and let me have some serious bruising wallops on the backside with that.  I was dripping down my legs with excitement.  He turned me around and ran a sharp knife over my body.  Between my legs.  I held very still.  The fear was exciting me even more.

He made me come with the knife between my legs but he didn't cut me.  

There was more beating and intermittently I was down on my knees with his cock in my mouth.  He fucked me right there on the floor, and against the cross, and on a chair, and every other place close by.  They really need beds at these things.   

We drove back to the hotel at 12:30 and crawled into bed exhausted.  I felt awkward and day-dreamy in the morning trying to visit with relatives again in the hotel meeting room.  My thoughts kept drifting back to the events of the night before, like when you've just been awoken in the middle of a very intense dream and you can't get it off your mind. 

Friday, June 8, 2018

FFF 19

6/2   One hour gardening.  25 minute walk.
6/3   One hour gardening and an hour walk.
6/4   One hour gardening

As you can see I'm really trying to get the garden in shape.  So far I have planted onions, peas, carrots, radishes, zucchini, pumpkins, beans and potatoes.  

Yesterday I walked a lot, so much my feet hurt.  I also made fudge.  And ate it.   Yum!   Do I really have to weigh myself? 

Not Around Much

Master's family is visiting us, so I haven't been around to blog much this week.   I'll be back soon!

Tuesday, June 5, 2018

TMI Tuesday What kind of person are you?

1. Are you addicted to any social media (twitter, instagram, snapchat, etc.)?

Yes, I am on Facebook and Fetlife all the time.  I don't have IG or Snapchat, and I have a Twitter but I don't use it.

2. You know a secret about someone. What do you do with that information?
a. I keep it to yourself
b. I tell my best friend
c. I wait until they hurt me and use it as ammunition
d. I tell everyone I can, I don’t mean to, I just cannot keep a secret

Nothing.  A.
3. You see someone breaking the rules at work, what do you do?
a. Pretend not to see what is going on
b. Inform upper management
c. Advise the co-worker that their actions are frowned upon and can lead to job loss
d. Tell everyone else in the office what you saw

Oh, probably a.  Is that bad?

4. A friend has a new hairstyle that is un-becoming, and not really age-appropriate on them. They ask you how they look. What is your reply?
a. You look just fine.
b. You look much better this way.
c. OMG, you look a bit ridiculous.
d. *Silence*

Probably a, unless it's a really close friend.  Then I might try to say something tactful about the old style suiting them more. 

5. How helpful are you at home?
a. I come home and immediately veg out on the couch/bed.
b. I cook and clean a few times a week.
c. I am extremely helpful.
d. I do what I am asked and nothing more.

Where's the one for "I do all the stuff at home"?

Bonus: In your opinion, what is the best city in the world? Why?

For eating it is Paris.  And eating is awesome.  The bakeries... oh my.

Monday, June 4, 2018

Another picture from Wednesday

Wednesday was the day we ran through a deserted park in a light drizzle looking for Pokemon.  In the park there is a peninsula out into a lake and when we got to the end Master had me bare my various parts for him to snap pictures.  Then we started running again.  Soon after that we ran into a fisherman who had just caught a HUGE bass.  I guess it wasn't quite deserted after all, but we had been well out of sight. 

Sunday, June 3, 2018


Nope, not the weather. 

It's finally cooled off again here and I love it.  

However, Master got me all hot tonight anyway.  He could tell I needed more of a beating than just a few hand spanks over his knee.  I get "that look", I guess.

We were already fucking- no preamble or preparation, and I was dry, when he told me I needed to get up and get the Liberator blanket, put my collar on, and lie back down on the bed on my stomach with my hands through the rails of the headboard.   I didn't make a move, because I was waiting for him to let me up.  He was still on top of me and inside me and I couldn't really roll off the bed easily that way.  He told me again to get going, but he didn't budge, so I knew I was going to have to fight my way free.  I pushed back and struggled, while he slapped me and I blocked his hands, but eventually I triumphantly escaped (errrr, he let me go) so I could get the things he wanted. 

 He tied my hands through the railings with the leather strap, then began slapping me with a belt on the back and ass, and once hard right on my cunt (ow!).   He looped the belt over my head and told me to get it in my mouth,  then he pulled up and to the side so it tightened around my head and twisted my head up and back.  He took me again and this time I was so wet there was practically a river flowing.   He made me come this way, and then with some caning, and also with the vibrator before he fucked me to his finish.
I was still tied with the strap and belt.  

Cool weather and hot sex go together.


Face Full

Saturday morning Master had to leave for work early, but he thought I needed a little attention first.  He put me over his knee and spanked me a few times with my bathrobe up over my head.  He took me upstairs and had me get on my knees to pleasure him.  He had to leave in a few minutes so he didn't fuck me, but he did use the dildo on me and then came all over my face as I lay on the bedroom floor.  There was a lot- I mean EVERYWHERE.  That was hot, but I still wanted to fuck desperately. 
I asked him if I could use the vibrator on myself- he said yes, so after he left I did so.


Friday, June 1, 2018

FFF 18, Well sorta

I didn't keep my food and exercise journal this week, but I did try to stay with the low carb diet for many meals. And I walked on most days.  I just don't know how many.   I lost that pound again!  Now, if it will just stay gone.

On Saturday we drove 9 hours south to see my parents and my brother and his family.   It was a good visit, and we drove back on Monday.  It's so hot down there that a lot of the time I sat around feeling melted.   We did get to go see Avengers: Infinity War, which was pretty confusing to someone (us) who hasn't seen all the other movies.  It had some amusing lines though. 

Master had the day off Tuesday and Wednesday, although he worked at night.  We got to play a bunch on those days, which was really fun.  I didn't blog about it right away and now the details are lost in my mind mists.

I'm nearly done with this kitchen project, if you don't include the ceiling (I'm perfectly able to avoid looking up for a few more years).  

Wednesday, May 30, 2018

The Park

We went to the park.  It was raining and there was almost no one else there.  Which had some advantages. 

Slap Me and Make Me Come

I sometimes read about what other women like, and find out that, weirdly, it isn't at all what makes me happy in bed.  If my Master starts covering me with soft kisses and touches it is all I can do to resist the urge to push him away and leap out of bed. 

 Do. Not. Want.  

And when I tell him things like that, and he smiles wickedly and says "But I want to do it that way, so you will put up with it."  

And I do.  I don't push him away and I don't leap out of bed because... well, because I tried that early on during the development of our M/s relationship and it didn't go well for me.  I got rebukes and I really do not like rebukes. 

 So, I am good and I lie there and take my sweet kisses.  

But I'm really hoping that he will slap me and make me come.

TMI Tuesday

1. If your lover was turned on by forced feminization would you participate (giving or receiving)?

*forced feminization is the practice of enforcing activities on a male, which are typically associated with women, to make him submissive. For example: wearing lingerie, heels, make-up.

I'm extremely not into being the one forcing anything.  He'd have to force me to force him, which would be kind of... meh, not working that well for anyone, I'd think. 
2. When you have sexual dreams or fantasies that are aggressive or cruel, does it worry you?

No, not really.
3. Tell us your hottest, sexiest fantasy, right now, in 100 words or less.
This is the fantasy about your desires that you probably never share, maybe they even go against your morals or are societal taboos.

Why would I share the one I never share?  Seriously.

4. Which super hero would you like to have sex with? Why?
a. Aquaman
b. Superman
c. Wonder Woman
d. She-Ra

Oh, Wonder Woman I think.  She's pretty hot.  And she would definitely tie me up.

5. Do you think the lure to live out sexual fantasies or have sex frequently is amplified by technology? Briefly explain.

Yes, when one reads blogs or stories about what others are doing I think it is inspiring and makes one want to do those things, or similar things, or at least SOMETHING.  

Bonus: Describe your fantasy life in three (3) words.

Perverted, hot, kinky 

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Friday, May 25, 2018

FFF 17

I have been working really hard to get the kitchen finished this week.  You know that kitchen project we started last summer and then it sat there half done for 6 months?  Or 8 month, maybe.   Master started kicking me into gear again to get it done before his relatives come to visit the second week of June, so I have been working on it again. He did some on Sunday and the kids helped too, so now it is finally getting to where I can see an end in sight.   The garden has also been demanding my attention- I'm still trying to get things planted.  And now we are going away to visit my parents for the holiday weekend so nothing will get done here.  Maybe I shouldn't feel so stressed out about this but I do.  There is just a never ending parade of things to do.   I cross a few things off my list but then add even more new things to it.  

Anyway, I'm hoping painting and gardening count as exercise because this is my fitness post:

5/18  Carbs:  Too many.  One hour of gardening.

5/19  Carbs:  A bunch.  3 hours of walking and 30 minutes of gardening.

5/20  Carbs:  19.  Four hours of painting and one hour of gardening.

5/21 Carbs:  17.  Four hours of painting.

5/22  Carbs:  19.  One hour of gardening and a 30 minute walk.

5/23  Carbs:  9.  30 minutes of gardening and 30 minutes of walking.

5/24  Carbs: 16.  2 hours of painting.  1 hour walk.

Oh, and I gained a pound.  That sucks.  

Thursday, May 24, 2018

Master's Day Off

Our Tuesday started out with Master ordering me to go upstairs, put on my leather collar and butt plug and bring him some whacking implements.   I picked out two canes that I thought looked fun.  

I also grabbed a towel because I knew I'd be kneeling on the kitchen floor and I like it for my knees.   He was watching porn and I got to work pleasuring him.   He beat me a little with the canes while I was busy down there.  Then he had me get the cutting board for some heavier paddling.  Master bent me over and took me, fucking me just briefly.  It was so tight and almost painful with the plug in.  He had me get back to sucking.

Before too long he took me upstairs and fucked me from behind on the floor.  It was intense.  I came. 

 Then he pulled me up to my feet and put me in position at the dresser.  I got a flogging, and whipped with his belt, which was painful but amazing.  I guess I had been missing that part of things a lot.  He tried out my own belt on me too, which is a thin braided one that hurt a lot, but didn't make great popping noises.  He really likes the popping noises.  After that he took me to the bed and we fucked and I had some wonderful orgasms.  It was a great day.  

Saturday, May 19, 2018

Flogging Class

Today is Pokemon Community Day, so I'm hoping it doesn't rain so we can get in lots of walking and catch some of the special Pokemon (only available for 3 hours!).

I realized I never wrote about last Saturday, which was Master's flogging class.  He was asked to teach about flogging another munch group near us.   I got to be the first demo target. It's held in a strip club, so we were right up there on stage (not my first time) near the pole.  I stood fully clothed as he demonstrated, and then he had me face away from the audience and hiked up my skirt.   

"I can't believe you wore THOSE panties when you knew you'd be in a demo" he said with scorn.

"You don't like those?" I asked.

"No."  He pulled them down and took them off of me.   I  started to say something else but I found my mouth being stuffed full of panties.  This is about 100x more humiliating with an audience.

He demo'd a few more things, and other people volunteered to get up there so I sat down for a while.  

Then he had me come up one last time and get on my hands and knees, skirt pulled up to my waist again.  This time he wanted to show the whips, the single tail and the dragon tail.  That was good fun, and more painful.   


Friday, May 18, 2018

FFF 16

It was not a good week.  I gained maybe a pound, or so, hard to say.  

I didn't write down my carbs because it was all too many. 

I did keep walking though, so I will post that.  

5/13 30 minute walk.

5/14 30 minute walk.

5/15  1 hour walk

5/16  1 hour and then 20 minutes later on.

5/17  1 hour walk with Pepper in the woods.  Perfect weather.  

I just can't keep myself from eating things lately.  Ugh. 

Thursday, May 17, 2018

A Little Story: Fiction

Lady Katarina glided to a stop in front of her stately home.  She stepped out of the silver Rolls one long stockinged leg at a time and balanced on elegant heels as she strode firmly up the walk.  She was hungry, and she expected slave Rolf and slave Amanda to have prepared a light and healthy meal for her so she could get right back to work on some things she needed to wrap up for the next day.  

When she drew open the door, however, no scent of cooking greeted her.  She didn't see Rolf or Amanda in the kitchen, which was spotless as usual.  Unfortunately it didn't contain one spot of anything ready to eat either. 

"Where are those slackers?" she muttered to herself as she glanced out the window into the back yard pool area.  Not there. 

She her muffled shufflings coming from her bedroom.  
HER bedroom.   Not the slave closet where Amanda and Rolf had sleeping pallets.  

Lady Katarina marched quickly to the bedroom door and flung it open.  There was slave Rolf standing awkwardly on one leg trying to pull his pants back on, a look of panic in his eyes.   His look of panic stirred her predatory instinct just a bit.   Slave Amanda was half under the bed, looking for dropped shoes most likely, and she backed out quickly and flung herself into a flattened gesture of appeasement in front of Lady Katarina. It was obvious that they'd just finished having sex in HER bed and left it all a rumpled mess.  
She was going to have to think of a way to deal with this insubordination that left no doubt in their minds that they had made a mistake.

But first, she seriously needed some dinner.  

"You and you!" she barked "Downstairs now, and make my dinner.  I will come up with your punishments later."  

Rolf and Amanda slunk guiltily out of the room, not even trying to make excuses for their behavior and together cooked up a meal for their Mistress.  

As she was about to sit down at the table she gave them each a penny and made them stand against the wall with their hands behind their back and only their nose holding the penny up against the wall.   When she was done eating she moved her own plate to the sink and then came first to slave Amanda.  She pulled up Amanda's short skirt and gave her one hard smack on the rump, jarring her nose into the wall and almost making her lose the penny.  Katarina stepped up to Rolf, pulled down his pants and gave him a smack too.    She made them stay that way, uncomfortably aching, while she worked at the table for at least half an hour, then she released them so they could go to the kitchen. 

When she'd done her work and they had cleaned everything, she took them both outside to the slave kennel, and chained them there.  She didn't bring pallets or blankets, so they had to try to get comfortable on the hard ground.  They were chained too far apart to touch each other, but luckily it was a warm night.   

The slaves spent a long and uncomfortable night, and looked forward to being released from the chains early Friday morning.  Their Lady had them prepare breakfast and then informed them that her dominant friend, Kato, was coming over that evening to use and enjoy both slaves.   

"But unlike my usual ways, for your punishment, neither of you will be allowed to orgasm." 

In A Rush

Lately my Master seems to be getting most horny in the 5 minutes before he leaves for work.  He told me he doesn't know why this is.  I can tell you that it's very frustrating for one constantly horny slave, though!

This morning the kids left for school first (usually they all leave at the same time) and Master ordered me to come upstairs with him so he could see my cunt.  He had me lie naked on the floor and he kissed it, and patted it a little.  I went from zero to extreme desire in about a minute, and then he told me to get up.  He went back down stairs.  I know I am a bad slave because some very dark thoughts were going through my mind then.   I started gathering up sheets and stripping the beds because it is sheet washing day.    

He came back up though, and said he wasn't just all about tormenting me this time.  He had me get out the glass dildo, and the vibrator and he used both on me until I'd had three or four orgasms, and he let me suck his cock.   I felt much relieved but still desiring to be fucked and spanked.   He didn't have time for a second shower though, it was time to go.  This whole thing took less than 5 minutes, and he had to leave for work. 

Tuesday, May 15, 2018

TMI Tuesday

1. Who was your favorite cartoon character as a child?

I really loved Speed Racer.  I pretty much only watched it at friends' and neighbors' houses.  Some where along the way (I don't remember what age I was) our TV broke and my parents decided not to replace it because we didn't need it.  

2. What makes you cry?

Lots of things.  Sad people, pets dying, songs on the radio, pain, or just being sad in general for no good reason. 

3. What similarity between you and your significant other do you love?

I love how we think the same things are funny.  Also, that we both love dogs. 

4. What characteristic do you admire in others that you feel you are lacking?

I wish I could do things like other people and feel like it's no big deal.  Things like to making phone calls or talking to people in stores or where ever without feeling a huge dread and anxiety about it beforehand.   

5. If you could eliminate one thing from your daily schedule, what would it be?

I can't think of a single thing.  I guess I have a good life!
Bonus: You can trade places with one person for a day, who would it be?

I can't think of anyone for this one either.

Clit Burn

I have used my Hitachi so much the last few days, usually while having sex but also on my own (I'm allowed to masturbate once if he'...