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 the amazing fucking and sucking.  

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.

Friday, May 11, 2018

FFF 15!

5/4  34 carbs, 1 hour of walking 

5/5  I was sick.  No walking, probably some carbs but I didn't write them down.

5/6  47 carbs.  I had an apple turnover.  20 minute walk and then 30 minutes, both pretty slowly since I wasn't feeling that great.

 5/7  15 carbs, finally getting it back down there.  20 minute walk.

5/8   A bunch of food, not really sure.  20 minute walk.

5/9  I forgot to write anything, and it rained so I didn't walk.  Plus my stomach felt weird and Master told me to eat a bagel.

5/10  14 carbs,  30 minute walk. Another 45 minute walk. (cramming for the test?)

I'm exactly the same weight as last week, so that is good, I guess.

Thursday, May 10, 2018

Classical Art Memes

If you like art and (usually juvenile) humor, look up Classical Art Memes on Facebook.  It's my daily chuckle, especially the comments, which are sometimes funnier than the original title.

Wednesday, May 9, 2018

Squirming Internally and Externally

Yesterday Master and I had another date.  This one was a rescheduled tryst from the week before when Master had been sick so we had to put it off.  

We visited Dr. Peter at his house, and we had a nice chat and lunch before the cruel Dominants stripped me and did horrible and unspeakable (which I fully intend to tell all about) things to me, by which I really mean we had a really fun afternoon.  In truth, I'm still mentally processing all of this, perhaps because it had been a while since I experienced this level of intensity, or I was unusually sensitive yesterday, so I'm just not sure how I feel about the whole thing.  My mind is confused.  In order to ground myself, I have this mantra, lifted from the book SlaveCraft which says "Did I obey my Master? If the answer is yes, then I am ok.  And the answer is yes."  
He was very pleased with me, additionally, so that makes me happy.   However, I was awake what seemed like most of the night with my back feeling like it was on fire, worse than a bad sunburn, too hurty to sleep, and wondering why I thought it was a good idea to do this.  Ok, it seemed really hot at the time, but in bed at night, I just had all sorts of other thinky thoughts.   The thinky thoughts circled back around to accepting and embracing the pain, and reminding myself that I obeyed and therefore I really am ok.  Today my back is feeling better, and my thoughts are evening out. I kind of need a nap though.

The first thing that happened Tuesday after Master stripped my clothes off was that I knelt on the little bench at the foot of the bed.  I heard Master exclaiming about a whip that Dr. Peter has, then he began lashing it across my back.  I clamped my legs tightly together, because it's not so fun when the whip gets me there!  Not that clamping together prevents it completely.

Dr. Peter took over and began to lightly slap me all over with a leather paddle for warm up.  He used several canes, the Smoked Dragon and the Whangee and I think some other ones,  which hurt rather a lot. My body seemed sensitive, or just canes are hurty.  I was making too much noise, so Master took my soaked panties and crammed them in my mouth.  At least once he took them out, stuffed them into my pussy to get them re-soaked and then back in my mouth.  This helped with the noise problem, but not with my squirming around.  For that, Master held my wrists tight.   There were several internal squirm moments when Master was humiliating me.  I find that so hot, and yet I squirm. 

There was fucking and blowjobs at the end of the beating and cutting with knives, and swabbing those cuts with alcohol, and the cleaning off of the blood.  

Then we went in the other room to have a cup of tea.  

 I started saying something, standing beside the table, and Master commanded "Down on your knees while you are talking to us".  More internal squirming happiness.   I dropped to my knees, totally forgot what I was trying to say, and Master pushed my head to the floor.  He placed his foot on my back and pressed down.  The cuts on my back ached but I felt unusually contented.   When he got done with what he was saying (Vishnu?), he told me to crawl back to the bedroom and get my clothes on.  I did this, across the hard linoleum of the kitchen, then a strip of hall carpet to the bedroom.  I put my clothes on, except for the soaked panties which went into my purse.   I peeked back out of the door and asked if I should crawl back, which was going to be much harder with a long skirt on, but he said no, I was ok now to walk.   I walked back, sat gingerly on my chair and drank my tea.  They were having a deep discussion about politics and all the things going wrong in the world, but I was pretty much fuzzy headed and out of it for the rest of the day.


TMI: A little late

1. What makes you, you?

Well, my mom and dad got together and some of the little chromosomes from each of them combined in an entirely unique way to form a tiny human, who was nurtured and managed to survive and grow up to this point. 
And here I am!  So great! Much miracle!

  2. Do you care more about doing the right thing or doing things right?

Probably doing the right thing.

  3. What is sexual freedom? Do you have it?

Um, I'm a sex slave.  So, nope.  But I don't want it either.  Lack of freedom is something I enjoy in my sexual life. 

  4. In your romantic relationships, is trust more important than love?


  5. Your life, is it more of a dream or a nightmare?

Neither.  I have the good and bad of real life, which is better than any dream.  Certainly better than a nightmare.


Monday, May 7, 2018

Clean and Clean

It's the day to catch up on the housework after I basically did nothing on it for the last three days.  I started with cleaning out the dog room, which was a disaster area.   A little snack break, then I'm going to do the vacuuming and laundry.

Sunday, May 6, 2018

Dirty, Dirty

What's a little getting clean in the shower without some dirty, filthy talk?

"Suck my pissy, cunty cock" he demanded.

He'd just peed on my cunt and then fucked it, standing up in the shower.   

Yeah, my day is going well.  I'm feeling a bit better illness wise too.


Saturday, May 5, 2018


Ooof, I'm sick.  I finally caught what everyone else in the house has had all week, and I'm supposed to be hosting our munch dinner tonight, on my own because Master has to work.  I don't know if I'm going to make it though.

Friday, May 4, 2018

FFF Week 14

4/27  11 carbs,15 minute walk

4/28  Oooh probably 100 carbs, I don't know.  1.5 hour walk and then another 20 minutes.

4/29  There may have been pancakes.   About 1.5 hours of walking.

4/30  11 carbs.  1.5 hours of walking and then 30 minutes.

5/1  15 carbs.   About an hour of walking.

5/2  At least 52 carbs.  I did some walking- maybe 30 minutes.

5/3  Woah. 50 carbs.  20 minute walk and 1.5 hours of digging and hoeing in the garden.

I didn't gain any weight this week, but also didn't lose.

Wednesday, May 2, 2018

Tuesday, May 1, 2018

Just Slavin' Away

I was halfway through writing a post, in the middle of a thought, and also had just taken the first bite of my Atkins bar, when Master said, without warning, "Go upstairs, I'm having sex with you."  

I squeaked out "Right now?" 

"Right now".

I hurried off, leaving everything on the table, my uneaten bar, but didn't even get up the stairs before he was pushing me over and stripping off my clothes.  He took me right there, after throwing my shoes down and yanking my jeans to my ankles.  

 It was really fucking hot.  

Monday, April 30, 2018

TMI Tuesday: Would You Rather?

1. Would you rather wrestle naked in a pool of Jello or chocolate pudding?

Neither one sounds fun to me at all, but I'll pick the chocolate pudding because it's tastier.

2. Would you rather have sex in your parents’ bed or at a mattress store?

Definitely the mattress store.  Fear of getting caught?  Hot.

3. Would you rather have sex on a beach in Hawaii or behind a waterfall in Brazil?

I've always wanted to go to Hawaii, so I'll pick that one even though sex on the beach is a lot less fun than it should be (tried it).

4. Would you rather be on top riding your lover all night or taken/taking them from behind all night long? Why?

I love being taken from behind.  I like both, but that one is the best.  It's so deep and hard.

5. Would you rather have sex with only one person watching but they know it’s you or with 50 people watching and have them not know it is you?

I don't think it makes any difference. I've been watched while having sex lots of times by lots of people and most of them know me. 

Bonus: Would you rather have to pay for sex or be paid to have sex? Explain.

I'd rather be paid for sex.  It's sort of a humiliation/whore fantasy that I don't really want to live out but I wouldn't mind role playing it.   The idea of paying for sex makes my wallet hurt. If I had a wallet.

Sunday, April 29, 2018

Really Good Week Here

Master has been really horny ever since our date last weekend.  I don't think this is a coincidence.  Yay for me, right?

He's been fucking me at least once or twice a day except for Monday when he worked all day and night too.

Yesterday we spent several hours in bed, doing a little bit of everything.  I tied him up and pleasured him.  He had me wear the buttplug and beat me with a leather strap.   I dreamed about being put on display and teased for hours after that.  It was a really hot but frustrating dream and I woke up wishing I had his cock in my mouth again.   Instead I got up and made pancakes.   

Friday, April 27, 2018

GOOD morning FFF 13

I lost 3!!! pounds this week!  I'm not sure how, unless my weigh in last week was wrong because of my scale being a bit wonky, but I'll take it.    The spring weather has been encouraging me to get out and walk lots, and while I'm walking I'm not snacking (as much).

4/20 18 carbs, 20 minute walk

4/21 18 carbs, 25 minute walk and a 1.25 hour walk

4/22  We're not going to talk about Sunday since I didn't write anything down.  There was a lot of sex-ercise though.  And Culvers. 

4/23 14 carbs, a 45 minute walk and then another 45 minutes later on.

4/24  9 carbs, 2 hours of walking and Pokemon-ing.

4/25 39 carbs ( I got super hungry for KFC coleslaw at lunch)  25 minutes of walk, then another hour walk.

4/26  17 carbs, a 35 minute walk and then 20 minutes later that would have been longer but it started to rain so Master and I headed home early. 


Thursday, April 26, 2018

With Bells On

 During our play on Tuesday, Master fastened these bells to my labia and made me jump around to ring them.  It was very festive, even in the off season. 

Survey Says

One thing my Master requires me to do for a little extra money is belong to a survey taking website.  I get paid (very little) to take each survey, but doing them consistently over a week can make enough to go out to eat at a restaurant once.  I get in trouble with my Master if I stop doing them consistently.   Normally they are extremely boring, but I love it when they have something to do with sex (naturally).   

One that I took a couple days ago was about my sexual response cycle and it had some questions about my last two times of sexual intercourse.   The sponsor was Brigham Young University, of all things!  The Mormons are wondering about my sex life!   

The most amusing part to me that the most recent time had been Sunday night, and was pretty normal for us, and nothing too unusual happened (or at least nothing I wanted to tell the BYU people about).  But the time before that was Sunday afternoon when we spent several hours engaged in threeway sex and BDSM.  I did mention both of those in my survey.  Hopefully they won't throw out my results for being "too out there".  :) :) 

My Master was curious about it, so he went and took the same survey Tuesday morning.  He made me kneel at his feet on the kitchen floor and suck his cock as he answered the questions.  I kept trying to peep up there and see what he was saying.  At least he didn't put down "I'm having sex right now" because I don't think they would have believed it. 

Wednesday, April 25, 2018


It's my word of the evening.  I'm slouched in my chair, with my tea, my thighs still slick with fluids and his come gently trickling out of my cunt.  I'm sleepy but not ready for bed.  I'm thinking about brothels, and how that would feel.  I feel quite dissipated. 

Top 5 Thoughts I Masturbate To

1.  Serving at a perverted dinner party.  I'm naked. There are other slave girls there serving with me.  The guests and Master fondle as much as they want, and sometimes there is fucking.  Sometimes there is crawling and humiliation and being pissed on, having to eat on the floor.

2.  Being treated like a cow.  You may have seen those hucow cartoons or porn?  Yeah, that.

3.   Tentacles.  Groping.  ufff

4.  Remembering the last time Master was fucking/beating/fondling me.

5.  Images in my mind of watching Master fucking someone else.


Monday, April 23, 2018

Master and I had a date!

We had plans for meeting a friend for sexytimes last weekend, but due to the snow we couldn't even leave our house hardly, much less drive 100 miles.  So we had to cancel, which was sad.  But amazingly enough we were able to reschedule for Sunday, yesterday, and we spent a delightful afternoon engaging in our favorite forms of debauchery with her, including a board game.  

Afterward we went out to eat all together and I had an amazing Mulligatawny soup.  I sat there wondering if the waitress noticed the miasma of sex surrounding our trio, since none of us had showered.  

When you add to that Master and I doing some Pokemon raids early in the morning in absolutely beautiful spring-like weather, walking at the park later on in the evening, and then Master fucking me again at bedtime, it just doesn't get any better than this.  

Friday, April 20, 2018

Is It Supposed To Burn That Way?

After many, many months of little to no buttsex, Master gave my ass a thorough plundering this week.   I had worn the butt plug beforehand, while he beat me and then fucked me.  He had me take it out so he could finish in my ass.   I lay on my stomach on the bed and attempted to relax.  I made a lot of sounds- screaming, crying, etc.; not sure how relaxed I was.  He ordered me not to jump away. Then I bit down on a wad of blanket until he finished.   I immediately noticed a slightly hot sensation back there.  Which turned into burning ring of fire and I rushed to the bathroom where I.... blah blah blah.... skip that part.

I accused him of eating hot chili peppers, because that's what it felt like was in his cum!  I don't know if that is a real thing that happens, though.   What do you think? 

Fit for Friday 12

Soooo, this week I didn't do very well.  I gained 2 pounds in fact.  I blame the weather induced gloom.  We had all kinds of fun plans for the weekend, which were mostly cancelled by 28 inches of snow.  Yes, that is right.  Over two feet of fucking snow.  Happy spring, right?   I shoveled a lot.  I went for few walks.  I ate pancakes and cheerios to my heart's content.

4/13  11 carbs, 20 minute walk, 1 hour of heavy cleaning

4/14  9 carbs, 15 minutes of snow shoveling

4/15  So many PANCAKES.   snow shoveling- a lot.

4/16  UGH.  

4/17  A whole box of Honey Nut Cheerios.  50 minute walk.

4/18  14 carbs, 30 minute walk (starting to worry, knowing FFF is coming soon.)

4/19 11 carbs,  40 minute walk

Next week: fewer pancakes, more walks.

Monday, April 16, 2018

Carpe Penis-um

I was debating with myself which title was better, the one above, or "If you see a loophole, grab it and stroke it".

The other morning I woke up horny (what else is new- ha!) and I lay still waiting for the alarm to go off.   I'm not supposed to wake Master up.   Before the alarm went off, he got up to use the bathroom, so when he came back, first I snuggled up to him.  He snuggled back.  Then I started fondling his butt and he didn't stop me.  So I moved around to the front and began stroking his penis.  He mumbled something, I think it was "That's nice" so I kept going.   

He rolled over me and started fucking me right away.

It's a good beginning to any day!

Friday, April 13, 2018


Finding a good source of hay is a huge weight off my mind.  It's one of those things that has been difficult and troublesome in  past years- either we got stuck trying to get out of the other farmer's driveway, or the hay was expensive or not good quality, or just a really far drive, or I call people and they don't call me back.   It was not very smart on my part to keep putting it off because of my fears of it being difficult, however, I did put it off until the situation was critical, as in "We need hay in two days".

But thanks to Craig's List, I found someone selling hay just 13 miles from home, and though they couldn't deliver, I went and picked up 11 bales in my new minivan, and then went back again for another 11 bales.  There is plenty more if I need it.  It wasn't snowing, or raining, we didn't get the car stuck, it was good hay at a super good price, and my older kid helped me. The van is a complete mess and my back is hurting, but the sheep are happy. 

Fit For Friday 11

4/6  19 carbs, 30 minute walk and a 25 minute walk.

4/7 so many carbs!  We went out for Indian food for our monthly get together and I ate all the breads and rice.   One little 15 minute walk.

4/8 19 carbs, a 20 minute walk and a 15 minute walk later on.

4/9  36  carbs (I'm noticing a trend this week, ack!) 15 minute walk and a 40 minute walk/jog.

4/10  11 carbs.  Struggling back on track. A 15 minute not very brisk walk and a 35 minute walk later. 

4/11 15 carbs.  1 hour walk and then a 30 minute walk.

4/12 16 carbs.  20 minute walk/jog and then 40 minutes of moving hay bales.  Then another hour of walking at night.  I was exhausted!

And the final result for the week:  I lost a pound or maybe half a pound, it's hard to tell with my scale wavering between.  But I didn't gain any!! Bring on the Indian foods! 

Wednesday, April 11, 2018

Oh yes!

For a while I thought it was going to be "oh no".  My Master was super tired yesterday, but he also wanted to play with me, which eventually won out over tiredness and he ordered me upstairs.  

He did not like how slowly I was moving and I got a few kicks and a lot of slaps with the leather strap for that.  He pushed me to the floor and I was still fumbling with my clothes trying to get my pants and shoes unwound from my legs so I was slow again in taking his cock.  I got more slaps for that.

He beat on me with many implements in many positions, including the bull whip.  It was a fantastic day for me, a long awaited Tuesday of fun.  We had missed a few of those because of kids being out of school.

Monday, April 9, 2018

TMI Tuesday: Do You?

1. To prepare for this week you will. . . a. Do 100 push-ups a day b. Fall asleep to acid house c. Drink gasoline for breakfast d. Play TMI Tuesday

Well, d, obviously!
2. So you entered a cunnilingus contest. What would be your special skill? You know that winning move that would render a woman weak in the knees and make her cum all over your face.

My special skill (I hope, I certainly have not received any prizes for this yet) would be listening to her moans and body language to find just the right spot and technique.

3. Would you say that any acts of bdsm are cathartic for you? If yes, which ones? Do you find you need those acts because you know they are cathartic?

Pain.  All sorts of pain.  Spanking, whipping, slapping, all that good stuff.  

4. Do you believe in: Ghosts?  Maybe. Aliens?  Out there somewhere? Maybe.  Here on earth already? No. Climate change?  Yes, this isn't even in the same category as the other two.

5. What is your favorite game to play that a lot of people have never heard of or don’t play?

Exploding Kittens, or the newest one: Bears Vs. Babies.

Bonus:  What’s the most amount of money you’d be willing to spend on:

– Car?  Probably too much, whatever my new car costed.  Two car payments is difficult.
– Couch?  I haven't bought a couch in 16 years.  I really need one.  I have no idea how much they cost.  Probably too much.
– Shoes?  This one I know.  $100.   I got some nice walking sandals for that.

Saturday, April 7, 2018


Thursday I was feeling very down in the dumps.  It was several things all piled on top of each other, but I just had a very gloomy, grumpy day, so when Master took me upstairs and asked if I was ready to be used I may have looked a bit uncertain and definitely not happy or excited. 

He told me to go ahead and say "Red" so I could see how much he didn't care. 

Now, most normal people would find this upsetting, but it made me smile. 

I looked him in the eye and said "Red!"

His hand came down quick as anything and slapped me right on the naked boob.  

Yeah, I was ready then.  

Friday, April 6, 2018

Fit for Friday 10

3/30  11 carbs, 1 hour of walking and then later 20 minutes.

3/31  11 carbs,  1 hour of walking and then later 20 minutes.

4/1  8 carbs, 1 hour of walking

4/2 16 carbs,  25 minute walk

4/3  so much cake and pizza!   50 minutes of walking split into two

4/4  more cake.  Resistance to cake is low.  Three walks, though, totaling an hour and 20 minutes.

4/5  10 carbs, 15 minute walk

I lost 2 lbs this week!  Whoooo!

Tuesday, April 3, 2018

TMI Tuesday

1. Would you rather be the smartest or hottest man/woman in the room?

I'm going to pick hottest because I have no interest in being the smartest.  I love to listen to smart people talk about stuff that I know nothing about, then I can learn.  I'd enjoy that way more than standing around with a bunch of people less intelligent than me.
2. Do you get aroused by hearing the sexual moans and noises of others having sex, e.g., neighbors, people next door in hotel room?

Yes! That is such a turn on.  At Tryst we got to hear lots of sex noises, which was great.  It's best when they know you can hear and don't care.  It's only embarrassing if they don't realize you can hear them.

3. What are some small things that make your day better?

Coffee, kissing my Master good bye and hello, petting dogs, the kids showing me something neat, cuddling in bed before sleep.

4. It’s the night before Christmas and you hear footsteps on the roof — what do you do?

Flash the bat signal? I don't know.  It's probably squirrels.

5. What does your ideal Saturday morning look like?

Eating eclairs in a cafe in Paris with my Master after a night of hot sex.  Hey, I can dream.

6. What does your ideal Saturday night look like?

The sex part of the above answer.

Bonus: What is the craziest, most outrageous thing you want to achieve?

I want to shake hands with President Michelle Obama as she thanks me for my support.

Two Teens

Our youngest turns into a teenager today!  Good gracious, how did that happen?

I had baby dreams again.  I've been having dreams of babies.  This one was almost a toddler, who was an absolute mess of stickiness and I was trying to get her clean.  Also, there was a birthday party going on in my dream, and pure chaos it was.

Today we are having a snow day, and I don't have to tell you how happy it makes the kid to have SNOW DAY for his birthday.  We are expecting 6-12 inches.  In April.  This does not make ME excited.   

This is our front yard today.


Sunday, April 1, 2018

Wishes Vs. Reality

How I think Easter and April first should look:  

How it really looks here: 


Saturday, March 31, 2018

Trip to Baraboo and More

Yesterday I drove with Mystique to Baraboo (a couple hours each way) because she was dropping off rope to someone who helps her sell it and wanted company.  It was a lovely day for a drive, and we had a lot of fun talking and playing Pokemon a little bit around the town.  We also went to the Baraboo zoo, which is tiny and with very ancient animals.  The bears were elderly, fat and cute.  I felt sad for the wolves, who have a full view of several city streets and were rather upset by a dog walking by down there.   Even though it was a small zoo, the animal habitats seemed pretty nice and enriched with things that animals might find entertaining.  

I got home, spent most of the afternoon grazing, sorting and working sheep, and then putting all the little ones with their moms in the barn in preparation for freezing rain and snow (a four letter word this time of year) predicted.

After dinner Master and I went out playing Pokemon and ended up staying out late because they just added this "Quest" feature to the game which was really engaging and we just couldn't stop until he was tired out and I was frozen.   

We went straight to bed then, and I was expecting nothing but sleep until he ordered "Grab a blanket and lie on your stomach, slavegirl".   He entered me quickly with no warm up and it felt so perfect.  I loved being used by him.  Of course, that made me come a bunch of times.   He fucked me for a long time (it seemed, I didn't look at the clock) before he came and we went to sleep.   

Really, a great day all around.   

Thursday, March 29, 2018

Fit For Friday 9!

I didn't lose any weight this week, but I didn't gain any. I'll keep plugging away at it. 

3/23  10 carbs, An hour and a quarter walk, plus later a 30 minute walk.

3/24  13 carbs, 30 minute walk and a 45 minute walk.

3/25 11 carbs.  I made pancakes for breakfast because Master wanted them, but I did not eat any.  1.5 hour walk approximately, playing Pokemon for 3 hours so it was pretty slow walking.  Sore feet! 

3/26  6 carbs, 20 minute walk

3/27  45 carbs (piece of pizza for dinner), 1 hour walk and a 20 minute walk.

3/28  10 carbs.  45 minute walk and then an hour walk later. 

3/29  13 carbs.  About 1 hour total of walking. 


Master and I were out for a walk the other night (YAY we're walking together again!) and he was telling me about all the rare Pokemon he doesn't have yet.  I have plenty of the ones he wanted, so I told him I wished they had trading in the game so I could just give him some of mine. 

He said "Yeah, then you could give me all your Legendaries!"

Me:  ...............

Me again:  "Maybe I'm happy they don't have trading then." 

My generosity only goes so far, but I know I couldn't resist if he gave me an order.  

Tuesday, March 27, 2018

TMI Tuesday: Confessions

1. If a crystal ball could tell you the truth about yourself, your life, your future, what would you want to know?  

What stocks should I buy now?

2. What do you value most in your sex life?  

Being dominated.  That's what really turns me on.  There are many ways to accomplish this, which leads to a good variety.  I'm glad my Master is creative.

3. What, if anything, is too serious to be joked about? 

I don't know.  It kind of depends on HOW the joke goes.  I have laughed at some pretty awful ones.

4. If you had to move to a state or country besides the one in which you currently live, where would you move and why?

Tahiti sounds awfully nice right now.  Somewhere warm with a beach.  It's 40 degrees and raining here today.
5. Are you too nice?

Oh no.  Not a bit.  See number 3.

Bonus: Falling in love is _____ . (one word only)


Monday, March 26, 2018

Low Carb Cheesecake Recipe

This is the low carb cheesecake recipe for Abby: 

It was invented by my mom, and it is not low fat.

Leave cream cheese at room temperature for 24 hours.  This is a very important step and if you skip it your batter will be lumpy.

2 pkg cream cheese (room temp)
1 tsp almond extract
1.5 tsp vanilla
2 eggs
2/3 cup splenda (or other baking approved sweetener)


2 1/4 c almonds
1/4 lb butter

Fry the almonds VERY lightly in a small amount of butter.  Grind them in a blender.   Add the rest of the butter and pat it into your baking dish.   This recipe is for an 8 in. pie pan.  You can scale it up for larger pans.  I wouldn't bother with a special cheesecake pan because the crust is crumbly.

Mix the other ingredients, put into the dish.

 Bake at 350 for 25 minutes or until done.  

Optional topping, which I didn't make this time:

1/2 pint sour cream
3 T splenda
1/2 t almond ext.
1/2 t vanilla

Put on cheese cake after cooling.   

I figured it has 6 carbs for 1/8 of the cheesecake.

Trumpeting After Sex


The other day we rolled out of bed after some hot and steamy sex and post-sex cuddling and Master picked up his trumpet and started playing.  The dogs who I could see out the window wandering the yard stopped to listen.  Some of the notes were off and he said "My valves are sticky!"

I gave him a lewd glance and said "Mine too!"


He's got valve oil for his, but I don't think that would have helped mine.  

Saturday, March 24, 2018

Friday Night Fucking

Soooo I have been neglectful of the sex side of this blog lately.  Not that we haven't had sex, but I haven't felt like writing about it.

Last night Master and I went for a looonnng walk, almost as long as some of the walks we used to do back before I had a hurt foot.   When we got back he wasn't too tired to beat me with the misery stick, though.  

He started me out on the bed, lying facedown on the Liberator blanket (this thing is seriously the best invention, and worth the money).  I got about 5 gentle whaps for a warm and then the misery part started.  It doesn't take much of a swing to make that stick hurt!  I was wiggling and yelping a bit so he turned me over to do my breasts.   After one particularly stinging strike right on my nipple I was whimpering and covering myself with my hands.   He started the ladder game, where he counts upward and then back down.  This time it was 10.  Many of them were delivered while he fucked me- he just raised one of my legs up in the air and struck the back of my thigh with the cane.  If I wiggled away too much that his cock came out of my cunt, he started over again at ONE!  This was tough I tell you.   I tried wiggling closer to him instead of wiggling away.  It's just too hard not to wiggle at all.


Friday, March 23, 2018

Fit for Friday Eight

3/16  8 carbs, 35 minutes of walking and 50 minutes of mucking out the barn.

3/17  I was doing really well until the St. Pats Day party, and then I had beer.  And then we went out for Mexican food (that's what you do on St. Patrick's Day, right?) and there was rice and tortillas of course.  And chips.  Lots of chips.  Ok, not a dieting day. 

I did take a brisk 45 minute walk in the morning that day.

3/18   Yeah, no.  Mexican leftovers for lunch!  There were a few little walks while we played Pokemon, adding up to maybe 20 minutes.  And popcorn!

3/19  Back on track, seriously.   13 carbs, 20 minutes of zumba workout, and two walks which totaled 45 minutes together. 

3/20  10 carbs.  Master and I went for an hour walk at night.  He inspires me! About the time I'm saying "Ready to turn back now?" he's going "Top of the next hill!"

3/21  12 carbs and one 30 minute walk.

3/22  12 carbs and a 30 minute walk. Later another walk for 20 minutes.  

I lost one pound this week!  For a total of 15 pounds overall. 
I just want to tell you I would have quit the whole diet thing Monday if I hadn't been inspired by you guys here doing Fit For Friday with me.  Thinking about "I won't have a good update Friday if I quit now" got me through the rough patch of the weekend and going back to sticking to a diet Monday.    I really, really wanted a donut.  Or some cake.  Or a bagel.  But I resisted.  Instead I'm making low carb cheesecake today.  

Tuesday Slutday

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